I was the indestructible Max.
Emphasis on was.
I rubbed my eyes and sniffled. Stupid dream. I'd been having the same one, with slight alterations, all week. And the last five days, I'd been crying over it.
In my dream, I was holding Angel, having one of the best flock moments I could imagine. We were all together in my mom's house, laughing about something – I never know what. We were safe and together.
Yes, that is the best flock moment I can imagine. When you're a mutant bird kid with five other mutants and two dogs to take care of, you don't hope for much more than that.
Anyways, we were all together. Then Angel looks at me and says,
"Someone's coming."
Hundreds of erasers pour in, filling the room. They cage us in dog crates and start kicking us. Then the Red- Haired Wonder walks in.
As if that isn't bad enough.
Turns out she's an eraser. She takes the flock, and, one by one, she pulls out a feather. She goes to the next one, pulls out a feather. Pulls out a feather. Pulls out a feather. I start crying. My flock doesn't have any wings. I can't describe the excruciating pain to watch them losing their wings, their freedom. Even in my mind.
Then, to complete my nightmare, she looks at me and says,
"You should have taken him while you could,"
and kisses Fang.
I mean, I don't think I have feelings for Fang. I don't even know anymore. I just know it hurts, plain hurts, when I see him with anyone else. It's like he's stabbed me, and…doesn't care. And with this dream, I don't know anymore. I'm just confused.
So every night, I creep out the door and fly until I know it's not real, know Fang wouldn't do that. But something keeps haunting me.
He already has.